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HAN-JIN WOKE UP LAYING ON SOMEONE, SANG-WOO TO BE EXACT.
He woke up first, hearing classical music again as he looked around, waking up Sang-woo on accident. The rest of the team woke up too, Gi-hun looking to the old man as he seemed already awake. "Um, hello." Han-jin spoke, Sang-woo smiling lightly. "Feeling any better?" He asked, the teen nodding with a yawn. "Yep." He spoke, his headache dulling down quickly as he felt more energised. His shoulder still hurt like a bitch, though, the boy having to deal with it. It would be a lot worse if he hadn't stitched it and copied what he saw the doctor do to 101. "Hey, old man." Gi-hun nudged 001, Han-jin sitting up and moving away from Sang-woo. "Did you stay up all night?" The man asked, Han-jin watching the old man chuckle.
"I thought they would attack again or something." He reasoned, Han-jin looking towards Sang-woo. The man stared at the old man, so Han-jin did the same. "Old man, but you must be so exhausted already." Gi-hun shot back, Han-jin nodding. Even he was exhausted and he had gotten only about five hours of sleep. "It's all right. You don't really need that much sleep when you're old. And I didn't help when they went after everyone, especially him." The old man seemed very upset, everyone looking to Han-jin. Sae-byeok watched the boy move to sit in front of the old man, a hand on his knee. "I'm alright, mister. I sorted it myself." He assured, the old man shaking his head. "Night watch is the least I could do." He spoke, Han-jin nodding. "And you did very good at it!" The boy praised, Gi-hun confused.
'The Blue Danube' played on the speakers. "Attention, players. The third game will begin momentarily. Please follow the staff's instructions and swiftly make your way towards the game hall." Han-jin stood up quickly, as did everyone else when the masked men came in with guns.
"Let me repeat the instructions."
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HAN-JIN WALKED ALONGSIDE THE REST OF THE PLAYERS INTO AN EMPTY WHITE ROOM.
He walked in front of Sang-woo, the man intending on it. The boy wondered why Sang-woo had gotten so gentle and caring all of a sudden, not that he was complaining. "Players, welcome to the third game. For this game, you will play in teams. All players, please divide yourselves into teams of ten people." The woman announced, mentioning how they have ten minutes to form a team. There was already six people on the team, meaning one person didn't have to pick. "Something that has a team of ten players. Maybe it's Tail Tag or Why Did You Come To My House?" Gi-hun suggested, Han-jin looking over everyone. "Tail Tag means running is involved. Or it might just end up being simply placed on luck." Gi-hun added, Sang-woo sighing.
